Pamela Davis - Hot Voodoo
Written by:Sam Coslow/Ralph Rainger
Did you ever happen to hear of voodoo
Hear it and you won't give a damn what you do
Tom Tom's put me under a sort of voodoo
And the whole night long
I don't know it's right from wrong
Hot voodoo black as mud
Hot voodoo in my blood
That African tempo has made a slave
Hot voodoo dance of sin
Hot voodoo worse than gin
I'd follow a cave man right into his cave
That beat gives me a wicked sensation
My conscious wants to take a vacation
Got voodoo head to toes
Hot voodoo burn my clothes
I want to start dancing
Just wearing a smile
Hot voodoo I'm aflame
I'm really not to blame
That African tempo
Is meaner than mean
Hot voodoo make me brave
I want to misbehave
I'm beginning to feel like
An African queen
Those drums bring up the heaven inside me
I need some great big angel to guide me
Hot voodoo makes me wild
Oh fireman save this child
I going to blazes
I want to be bad